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And then he said slowly: “Let a white man touch me, and he dies; I don’t boast this,—I don’t say it around loud, or before the children,—but I mean it.
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W.E.B. Du Bois
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gutenberg.orgW.E.B. Du Bois: “And then he said slowly: “Let a white man touch me, and he dies; I don’t boast this,—I don’t say it around loud, or…”
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This powerful statement reveals the deep-seated anger and resolve of a Black man in the face of racial violence.
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